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Out in the West Texas town of El Paso, I fell in love with a Mexican girl. Nighttime would fine me in Rosa's cantina; music would play and Felina would whirl. Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina, wicked and evil while casting a spell. My love was deep for this Mexican maiden. I was in love, but in vain, I could tell.
One night a wild young cowboy came in--wild as the West Texas wind. Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing with wicked Felina, the girl that I loved. So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden; down went his hand for the gun that he wore. My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat, the handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
Just for a moment I stood there in silence, shocked by the foul, evil deed I had done. Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there--I had but one chance and that was to run. Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran, out where the horses were tied. I caught a good one, it looked like it could run. Up on its back! and away I did ride just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso, out to the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless. Everything's gone in life, nothing is left. It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden. My love is stronger than my fear of death. I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark. Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me; tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
And at last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso. I can see Rosa's Cantina below. My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina I go. Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys, off to my left ride a dozen or more. Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me—I have to make it to Rosa's back door.
Something is dreadfully wrong, for I feel a deep burning pain in my side. Though I am trying to stay in the saddle, I’m getting weary, unable to ride. But my love for Felina is strong, and I rise where I've fallen. Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle; I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere Felina has found me, kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side. Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for, one little kiss and, Felina, goodbye.
Shortly after this I started posting user reviews on GBAtemp and was brought on as a full-time contributor in October of 2019.
One night a wild young cowboy came in--wild as the West Texas wind. Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing with wicked Felina, the girl that I loved. So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden; down went his hand for the gun that he wore. My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat, the handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
Just for a moment I stood there in silence, shocked by the foul, evil deed I had done. Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there--I had but one chance and that was to run. Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran, out where the horses were tied. I caught a good one, it looked like it could run. Up on its back! and away I did ride just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso, out to the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless. Everything's gone in life, nothing is left. It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden. My love is stronger than my fear of death. I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark. Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me; tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
And at last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso. I can see Rosa's Cantina below. My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina I go. Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys, off to my left ride a dozen or more. Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me—I have to make it to Rosa's back door.
Something is dreadfully wrong, for I feel a deep burning pain in my side. Though I am trying to stay in the saddle, I’m getting weary, unable to ride. But my love for Felina is strong, and I rise where I've fallen. Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle; I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere Felina has found me, kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side. Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for, one little kiss and, Felina, goodbye.
Shortly after this I started posting user reviews on GBAtemp and was brought on as a full-time contributor in October of 2019.
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BigOnYa:
"This is my rifle, this is my gun. This is for fighting, this is for fun." - Full Metal Jacket+1 -
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BigOnYa:
Yea here in North Korea, we are only allowed 1 19" tv per household. And the only channel we get is, MLT (Missile Launch Today)
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BigOnYa:
I hate ordering stuff online if I can go buy it somewhere close to me, and everywhere anymore will give you a discount only if you order it online, bs. Should be a discount if I go pick it up, not order online.
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K3Nv2:
I love it for most things most stores you just shows the receipt online and they scan it+1 -
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BigOnYa:
Mostly for big purchases, I want it in my hands before I pay. Like a tv, I trust picking it up myself, before I'd trust it being sent thru mail/delivery. (Broken screen, etc) But yea if I can order online, then pickup at store is ok, but not all places offer that.
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cearp:
> Like a tv, I trust picking it up myself, before I'd trust it being sent thru mail/delivery. (Broken screen, etc)+1
Thing is, if you break it driving back to your house, it's your fault. But if the delivery driver damages it, it's not your fault.
